over a dozen cups of coffee
my mom is worrying about my ‘excessive‘ drinking of coffee. uhm, i usually have about 5 to 7 cups everyday. that’s just fine, right?
you see, besides from rock music and prayers, coffee has been my companion during those moments that ive been forcing myself to hold on, repeating to my self over and over that "hard will make you great, doreen." coffee was with me on those wee hours of triumph or frustration..coffee i’ve been sipping on those times when my parents and the rest of my friends are luxuriating in their sleep while i was single-mindedly pursuing whatever i am after, relying the future on coffee’s potent effect.
that’s why i can not give up on it…im a fan, an addict, a grateful dependent…
however, that’s not all to everything..
im beginning to have these anxiety pangs lately (warning to my friends who might read this: it’s not obvious, but i do get extremely agitated at times!! i just smile a lot, even if..) my mind is never calm. and i can not seem to focus on anything. for example right now, i should be doing something urgent and yet i chose to write nonsensical things about coffee first.
and most of all, my heart goes "thump thump thump!" everytime my i receive a text message..can it be the manifestation of the ill effectst that my mom is telling me? or is it just because my heart has finally grown weary? gosh, im losing it…
i need my cup of coffee…
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